That's Good, That's Bad ~ Chris Brown

Chapter 16

- Abelle

"Hey, Abby," Chris' voice echoed on the other end of my phone.

"Hey, Chrissy," I said trying to hold back my smile.

"You comin' over today?" He asked.

"I just got back from school and I'm kinda tired," I answered with a sigh.

"Remember when we were in college together and we used to pull all nighters even if we had school first thing in the morning?" He questioned.

I smiled, "Yeah... We would stay up all night watching The Breakfast Club, School Daze, Higher Learning, and The Karate Kid like we didn't have tests to take at seven o'clock in the morning."

"Maybe we could do that tonight... Ya know, like old times..." He said.

"Gimme an hour and I'll be over," I agreed putting my things on the counter (Aubrey left me the keys to the house while he's on tour).

"Turn up!" He exclaimed. I chuckled a little bit and shook my head. "Abby, there's something I want to try for awhile... You think you're woman enough to do it?"

I placed my hands on my hips and scoffed at him, "Hell yeah! Bring it!"

"You sure because it could be pretty hard," he replied. He was taunting me and he knew it.

"Yes, nigga. Whatever it is, I'm sure it's nothing," I responded pursing my lips and raising my eye brow. Even though he couldn't see me, I still wanted to challenge him from a distance.

"Honesty is all it is. Just be honest four times a day about anything, but you can't lie at all that day," he explained. Shit.

"Does this count for everyone or is it just you and me?" I asked.

"Anyone important to you," he answered. Shit. Fuck. Damn. "But yes, we have to be honest with each other." Son of a bitch.

"Deal," I said reluctantly.

"Deal. See you when you get here," he replied before hanging up. I placed my phone down and massaged the wrinkles in my forehead. I'm always getting myself into crazy, dumb situations. I hopped in the shower and started to get my things together.

A little while before going to Chris' house for a bit, I decided to Skype Aubrey before he went to bed. His tour was world wide, and he was in London, so I basically had to call him in the middle of my day to catch him while he was still awake.

Little did I know this "quick conversation" with Aubrey would turn into a thirty minute long confession session. He was in the middle of telling me his feelings for me, instantly making me timid and uncomfortable but after years of practice I managed to fight those feelings from appearing on my face.

"Look, you're my best friend and I don't want to ruin it. It's just... these feelings have grown more intense and I can't fight them anymore. I just need to know if you feel the way I do," Aubrey said into his PC camera. I couldn't believe the words I was hearing. I mean, I knew there was a crush in there some where, but not genuine feelings for a nigga. This was appalling.

"I don't really feel that way about you, Aubrey. You're literally my best friend," I replied nonchalantly.

"Be real, do you have feelings for someone else?" He asked. I blinked a few times and glanced down. Chris told me that I should try this honesty thing, so here goes everything.

"Yeah," I answered sounding unsure.

"Understandable... I hope he treats you well," he responded scratching his scalp. I curled my lips to the side and took a deep breath.

"Well... I don't really have any girl friends here so like... I was wondering if I could..." My voice trailed off as I tried to find the words.

"Vent to me?" He questioned. I nodded my head feeling a little sheepish. "Shoot."

"Aight so there's this guy... And I like him... And well... I know he likes me back, I'm pretty sure of it, but--"

"But what? What're we eleven? If he likes you back, get 'em,"

"No, wait. He wants me to do this honesty thing with him and I'm unsure of it because we're just getting back to a good position. We're friends again and we've forgotten about the past, so I don't wanna ruin it,"

"Is this the dude you didn't want me to see you texting?"

"Maybe,"

"What's his name?"

"We not talking about that right now,"

"At least tell me what's so serious about the past that you don't want to talk about it,"

"He's from the hood and I helped him get out of that so he wouldn't get kicked out of school. But then, my parents wanted me to stop seeing him and I refused, but he told me that I should just leave our relationship and concentrate on school because all he'll ever be is a hoodrat and he deserves better,"

"Is that why you dated that stick in the mud, Trevor?!"

"Yeah, that was what my parents wanted..."

"You was a goody two shoes huh?"

"I still hate when people say that. Anyway, I was stupid and naive and thought that if I changed myself into the person he usually dates, he would stay with me. I wanted to show him that I could go against my parents' word and do what I wanted and still go to school, but he never gave me a chance. He shut me down and told me the same thing. That I'm a good girl and I need to just finish school and stop being with the bad boy. It pissed me off, so I decided that I was going to show everyone that I could be bad... and well... I never went back,"

"Damn... Well I like this you, you're not gunna change back for him right?"

"I dunno..."

"Ask him who he likes better,"

"Do what?! No!!! Absolutely not!!!"

"Aw c'mon, maybe he likes this new you now,"

I highly doubted that. Chris has always been stubborn and if anything he would give me another speech about how I need to go back to the way I was before.

"I don't know," I said shaking my head.

"Do you like the new you?" He asked raising his eye brows. I had never thought about that. I glanced at my reflection in the looking glass and curled my lips to the side.

My burgundy hair was wild on my head, I wore firey red lip stick, and a boat load of eye liner and mascara... But it was only nine in the morning. I didn't like that I couldn't live without makeup, but I wasn't sure if I liked me.

"You need to get some weed into your system," he said.

"Why?" I inquired.

"You overthinking shit and getting all in your feelings. Go light somethin' up. I'll talk to you later," he replied.

"Alright, bye," I hung up and looked over at the stash of weed that I usually had and then shook my head. For some reason, I still didn't want to smoke, even after three weeks since the incident with Chris.

- Chris

"Christopher, don't you think about it," Abelle said holding up her ice cream. I smiled evilly and then jumped at her, she flinched and stumbled over a chair to get away from me.

This was the fourth time out of the week we've hung out together, just us, and needless to say we've bonded a heck of a lot. I saw glimpses of the REAL Abelle in her the more we hung out and that kind of gave me hope that we could be together again.

She picked up a can of whipped cream and scooped out some ice cream with her free hand. My eyes grew big and I positioned myself with the chocolate sauce, ready to fire.

"You don't have the balls. You wouldn't dare throw that at me," I said as she walked towards me. She was giggling like a little school girl and in a matter of seconds we were tossing ice cream and ice cream toppings back and forth. I was squirting chocolate sauce all over her shirt and face while she threw ice cream at my pants and whipped cream on my face.

Once I had ran out of chocolate sauce, I just picked her up and threw her over my shoulder.

"Chris, put me down!" she yelled playfully hitting my back.

"Now you got my whole house dirty, you need a bath," I said opening the screen the door.

"A what?" she asked confused. Before she could blink, I tossed her ass into the pool without warning and watched as she floated to the bottom.

When she broke the surface I instantly started dying, her face was priceless. She looked pissed and shocked all at the same time and I couldn't help but to laugh. She climbed out of the pool and brushed past me wiping her eyes.

"Aw you mad now?" I asked grabbing her elbow. She yanked out of my grasp and folded her arms. I'll take that as a yes. "Aw bae, don't be mad." I wrapped my arms around her waist and rocked us from side to side.

"Did you just call me 'bae'?" she asked turning her head slightly. I froze for a second, I did.

"No, I called you Belle," I lied.

"Oh... Well you could've at least warned me," she replied.

"It wouldn't have been as funny and you still would've been mad," I responded. I wanted to kiss her neck so badly, but I knew it wasn't a good idea. I already made the mistake in calling her 'bae'.

"Whatever, Chris," she said prying my hands off of her.

"Fine, if getting me back will make you feel better, do it," I stated putting my hands up in defense. She smiled just a little and then used all her body weight to push me into the pool. I let myself fall in and then swam around for a bit.

I came up and saw her sitting on the edge of the pool kicking her feet. She wasn't laughing like I had expected her to be. I went back under the water and swam towards her positioning myself in between her legs. I came up and placed my arms on her thighs.

"Hi," I said.

"Hey," she replied with a small laugh. There was an awkward silence and I watched as she shifted on the pavement uncomfortably. She played with her fingers, signaling to me that I was making her nervous, so I decided to have a little fun with it.

"Am I making you uncomfortable?" I asked raising an eye brow.

"No," she answered cocking her head back. Such a liar.

"How about now?" I inquired moving closer to her.

"No," she repeated. I moved even closer, almost nose to nose with her kitty. She still told me no, so I pulled her into the pool and wrapped her legs around my waist.

"Yes, I am uncomfortable," she said finally. I laughed and blew on her neck slightly knowing she would be biting on her lips.

"I want you," I whispered in her ear.

"We're just friends Chris," she replied. Her voice was shaky indicating her nervousness.

"And friends have secrets. We can make this one of them," I retorted massaging her thighs. I could feel her body tense up and I felt a little confused instead of horny.

"I have a question," I blurted looking into her eyes.

"What is it?" She asked furrowing her eye brows. I felt like I already knew the answer, so I pulled away from her backing up some.

"A-are you a virgin?" I questioned. I had no clue why I was so straight forward, but I didn't want to just assume she wasn't and have my way with her.

"Y-yeah," she stammered. I almost died.

"After five years you're still a virgin?" I inquired trying to hide my laughter. She shrugged her shoulders and looked down at the water bashfully.

- Abelle

"Honesty, Abelle. Be honest," I said aloud. He looked at me like I was insane and raised an eye brow.

"Are you talking to yourself?" He questioned with a small laugh.

"I'm a virgin because I was waiting on you," I admitted with closed eyes. I didn't even want to see his reaction or the look in his eyes when I said that. But, my heart was pounding damn near out of my chest and I was trying so hard not to breathe too roughly and give away my nervousness.

"I'm not gunna lie and say I haven't had sex since we broke up. I have, but it was all meaningless. In all honesty, I was waiting to have meaningful sex with you," he confessed. I still couldn't open my eyes, no matter how badly I wanted to smile and giggle like a little school girl, I just couldn't let myself.

"Since we're being honest I can admit that I see right through you, Abelle. I can't say I miss the old you because I see her in you all the time when we're together. I don't like the hard Abelle that won't smile around me when I say something to make her smile or the secretive Abelle that won't tell me what's going through her mind; everything that you're doing right now," he explained. I squeezed my eyes tighter and buried my face in my hands. The old me was banging to come out on the inside and I just could not release her, I didn't have the strength to.

"Tell me why you won't stop this," he said. "Why you won't go back to the you I fell for. Abelle, I like you for you. Can't you see that? Open your eyes." I opened them to see that I had been crying into my hands like a big baby and didn't even realize it. I took a deep breath and looked right at him as I prepared to admit my feelings, while not under the influence, which I hadn't done in a very long time.

"I just don't know if I'm ready to just trust you again and fall in your arms and say 'Chris, I don't want to keep running from love and trying to fight it off. I want you and I want all of you. I want you today, tomorrow, the next day, all the time, whenever I can get it. I want to wake--" I was cut off by his lips crushed against mine passionately while his arms snaked around my waist. I closed my eyes and kissed him back placing my hands on his shoulders.

I couldn't believe that I had actually burst out and said everthing that I felt on the spot. I couldn't believe I was kissing my ex boyfriend too. I felt a little overwhelmed when we were kissing being that all this happened suddenly. Spontaneity wasn't really my thing, but this time I was kind of glad I just did it without really thinking.

He and I were making out passionately and like our lives depended on it. He didn't reframe from letting his hands wander to where they pleased and I didn't bother stopping him. It felt so good and I honestly had never been touched like this before. He pulled my shirt off and stopped right there.

"Before I go any further, I want you to know that I really, really, REALLY, want to fuck you right now and if we're not going to have sex, I need to know now," he said with intense eyes. I bit down on my lip and sighed.

"Before I say that we are going to have sex, I need to know that this isn't a meaningless hook up," I replied looking back at him.

"It's not and never will be," he responded. I was putting all my trust into him at that moment and I couldn't find one hint of a lie, so I knew that this was forreal.

I climbed out of the pool and took off my bottoms motioning for him to follow me. I opened the glass doors and waltzed inside going towards Chris' bedroom. If anything, I refused to lose my virginity in a pool.

I could hear him trailing behind me like a puppy and decided to turn on some music to play in the entire house. I chose one of my favorite songs by him, "Take You Down" and sat down on his bed with my legs open.

"Mind showing me how you do that dance?" I asked combing my fingers through my hair.

"No, I do not," he answered kicking his shoes off. I grinned and watched as he ripped his shirt in half while staring into my eyes like I was a little helpless gazelle and he was a lion, ready to pounce on me and devour every bit of me.

He moved his body to the music while doing a couple things to turn me on in between, such as shove his face in between my legs and lick the outside of my panties, kiss and nibble on my neck and ear whilst rubbing his fingers through my hair, kissing me and gnawing on my bottom lip, and finishing me off by climbing between my legs when the song was over.

He kissed me passionately, adding tons of tongue, and rubbed his hands along my curves. I was ready for him and we had barely even started yet...

I'm saving the Rated R scene for next chapter lol Thanks for reading guys. Please comment!!